"What's the Word?" disciple asked.
Digits frigid, orifice hallowed, liquid congealed,
Master lay dying.
Always there, look elsewhere.
Small and pliant,
Milky white, verdure moss, auburn muck.
Massive and steely,
Metallic jet, calendered chrome, geometric monolith.
The double,
Mirror image.
Hopes for past,
Memories of future.
Scale, reflect, rotate, translate.
d o g
D O G
D O 9
6 O C|
G o d
Master breathed,
"Repeat."
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
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